Tia looks at the angel like sister in front of her. Her fear grows deeper. She turns around and walks slowly toward the fireplace. She tiptoes and her little hand reaches out to the picture hanging on the fireplace. When she makes eye contact with the picture, her tears drop, and then she walks towards the basement step by step.

"That's good girl. I will let you know when it is dinner time."

When the servant Fiona comes in, she didn't see Tia, so she asks carefully, "Young lady, where is Miss Tia?"

"Tia is sleeping in the room. She refused to take medicine just now and I scolded her. I think she is angry now. Don't bother her now."

Fiona takes a sigh of relief and smiles. "I've never seen you scold at anyone before, young lady. Miss Tia's temper is also uncertain. You've been suffering for years."

"It doesn't matter," says the woman with a soft smile. "By the way, Fiona, have you booked the air ticket for me?"

"It's all fixed. Tomorrow afternoon's flight." Fiona nods quickly, "as for Miss Tia's illness, don't know when she will get better after seeing so many psychologists for years. I hope you can help her replace a solution when you go to China this time."

"It will be OK. I'll just go back to work. I've missed some of my friends for a long time."

The woman lowers her head and takes a sip of coffee, glances at the domestic entertainment news on one side of the notebook, "during my absence, please take care of Tia."

No one can see her eyes filled with viciousness and jealousy, at the moment when she bowed her head.

In the dark basement, a little girl looks like a doll is holding a broken doll in her hand, and she is shivering in the corner. In front of her, there is a picture of the old man. The black and white picture in the dim yellow light gets more and more creepy. The arc around the corner of old man's mouth is like a curse. The fear makes the little girl cry loudly.

She buries her head between her knees and holds her arms, after crying a bit, and a sound of opening and closing the door suddenly occurs. The slippers wipe off the ground, leaving behind a series of deadly steps.

"Tia, be obedient."

"No... No, Tia is obedient, Tia listens..."

"How can a good child cry?"

"hmmm Tia is not crying Tia is not... "As she cries, she shrinks into the corner. The floor is clean and almost spotless but the woman seems to dislike this place, and she looks disgusted holding a corner of her skirt.

She takes out the needle from the closet next to her and approaches the little girl step by step. "Come on, Tia is ill. Sister wants to help Tia fix it."

"Don't... sister... Tia... Tia is afraid of pain.

"I

"It is not painful. Tia will get better only with acupuncture."

The woman seems to lose her patience at last. She grabs the brown curled horse tail and drags her to the ground. The needle in her hand is pierced into the girl's back fiercely. The whole basement echoes the girl's frightened crying, which sounds heartbreaking.

Don't know how long has it been, the woman seems to have had enough fun. She gets up and claps her hands and cleans off the almost nonexistent dust. "OK, Tia, now you can sleep in peace and go back to the room with me."

The girl in the corner keeps twitching, the saliva and snot from crying stuck together, the beautiful dress on her becomes dirty, and her eyes are empty, like a marionette, without any trace of struggle, only shrinks when her sister's hand approaches, but without she didn't escape.

"That's a good girl."

When the woman holds Tia in her arms and goes back room, Fiona comes in with dinner and sighs helplessly when she sees young lady is changing clothes for Tia.

"Is Miss Tia ill again?"

"I think so, I don't think she'll be able to eat. Cook some porridge so that she can eat it when she wakes up." The woman's eyes are full of pity, as if the person who just abused in the basement was not her. Fiona nods. "Well, you don't have to worry about it. I'll take care of it. You go dinner first."

"ok,"

When the woman gets up and leaves, Fiona changes Tia's dirty skirt and frowns. "Miss Tia, you should be thankful to your sister's patience. No one else will be able to tolerate it"

"Ah?" Before she finishes speaking, Fiona's palm suddenly feels a tingling sensation. She exclaims and spreads out her palm. There is nothing there. Then she looks at Tia's smooth back, it seems something is shining.

She is stupefied and looks at it carefully. A silver needle is not yet in-depth leaning on the delicate skin and is teetering.

She frowns suddenly and her heart sinks.

How can there be a needle?

"Fiona, I can't replace blueberry sauce. Come and help me." A woman's voice comes from the door.

"I'm coming..." Fiona answers quickly, presses down her guess, holds the silver needle in her hand, covers Tia with a quilt, and walks out quietly.

Flower villa.

A ray of sunshine reflects in the warm bedroom. The woman in the bed unconsciously blocks her eyes, mumbles, turns over and changes to a comfortable position in a someone's warm embrace. Luke's brow suddenly wrinkled, and there is a trace of complexity in his eyes.

Jenny feels something against her abdomen in her sleep, and she is in a panic, so she reaches out and pushes it.

This push turning on the man holding her, suddenly he holds the restless hand.

"ehhh..." The little woman struggles impatiently and she unconsciously touches something hard. She suddenly opens up her eyes in shock by the burning feeling.

In the middle of the bed, over the head, they make a eye contact.

Jenny stares at him suddenly, and the burning temperature in the palm of her hand quickly spreads all over her body. She exclaims and quickly withdraws her hand out of it, "ah..."

In the early morning, she wakes up, what was just in her hand?

Like a frightened rabbit, she jumps to the ground in a flash from the quilt. The raised quilt randomly places on Luke's waist, his secret area appears in front of her.

It's a coincidence that a ray of sunshine outside the window just shines on the tall and upright column.

Jenny is speechless and raises her arm to cover her eyes. She keeps murmuring to herself, don't know whether it is to comfort herself or not,

"I did not see anything, not at all."

"Sooner or later you will see it."

Jenny turns around and pretends that she didn't hear anything. She says, "pervert."

Luke, in a deep look, says seriously, "this is a normal physiological reaction of men in the morning. If not, you should worry about whether your married life is really normal."

After saying this, there was a noise behind her, a sound of sliding doors in the bathroom. Jenny turns around until she hears the sound of water running.

When thinking of the scene, the back of the ear is burning.

What a shame.

She's only twenty-one. She's really at a loss to see this kind of thing.

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